Month: January 2016

“Every morning I dressed up in a suit and tie, drove to the office and sat on my chair next to the telephone. No one knew I was there……..After two weeks of waiting by the telephone in my office, it rang one morning. I said to myself, ‘Good Lord, someone knows I am here’………..”Kamal Amin

I really have no words to describe how pleased I am because I finally had the chance to meet you. Neither I have enough words to say THANK YOU for making our visit so interesting and informative about your professional and private life. Also thanks for making us possible to visit some of your projects, and the Frank Lloyd Wright Foundation. The whole experience was extremely impressive and inspiring for me as an architect! And, of course, also for Steve as an Archivist.

You’re a lot of fun to be around, and we don’t lose hope that maybe in the future we’ll come and pay another visit to you. I personally didn’t have the chance to see Phoenix, so this is a good pretext for me to come back again.

I also have to mention that the help we all received from Pam, was extremely helpful and invaluable! We couldn’t have ever survived without her taking care of so many details. There are not enough words to thank her!

We lived such an experience with you, and those moments are now impressed in the images that we captured in our cameras. As soon as I download the pix in my laptop I’ll put them in a CD that you’ll receive through the mail.

We’ll be in constant touch with you, because I think now we have many questions an gaps that we didn’t have time to fill during our brief visit.

A museum Presentation of Kamal Amin’s life work is on permanent display in The Conchita Gallery in Cairo Egypt.

Kamal Amin

Lee Broom

15 January 2016ADDENDUMKamal Amin

“Hi Lee

Thank you for the material included in your e mail.
Conchita is the head of archives and rare book section
in the American University in Cairo. She came in Phonix
with anther man who works in the archives just to interview me
They also wanted more of my drawings and other material
to add to what I sent the last year. So, I left my storage room
in Fountain Hills and gave them everything. ..
Best to you old chap.

“Every morning I dressed up in a suit and tie, drove to the office and sat on my chair next to the telephone. No one knew I was there……..After two weeks of waiting by the telephone in my office, it rang one morning. I said to myself, ‘Good Lord, someone knows I am here’………..”Kamal Amin

I really have no words to describe how pleased I am because I finally had the chance to meet you. Neither I have enough words to say THANK YOU for making our visit so interesting and informative about your professional and private life. Also thanks for making us possible to visit some of your projects, and the Frank Lloyd Wright Foundation. The whole experience was extremely impressive and inspiring for me as an architect! And, of course, also for Steve as an Archivist.

You’re a lot of fun to be around, and we don’t lose hope that maybe in the future we’ll come and pay another visit to you. I personally didn’t have the chance to see Phoenix, so this is a good pretext for me to come back again.

I also have to mention that the help we all received from Pam, was extremely helpful and invaluable! We couldn’t have ever survived without her taking care of so many details. There are not enough words to thank her!

We lived such an experience with you, and those moments are now impressed in the images that we captured in our cameras. As soon as I download the pix in my laptop I’ll put them in a CD that you’ll receive through the mail.

We’ll be in constant touch with you, because I think now we have many questions an gaps that we didn’t have time to fill during our brief visit.

A museum Presentation of Kamal Amin’s life work is on permanent display in The Conchita Gallery in Cairo Egypt.

Kamal Amin

Lee Broom

15 January 2016ADDENDUMKamal Amin

“Hi Lee

Thank you for the material included in your e mail.
Conchita is the head of archives and rare book section
in the American University in Cairo. She came in Phonix
with anther man who works in the archives just to interview me
They also wanted more of my drawings and other material
to add to what I sent the last year. So, I left my storage room
in Fountain Hills and gave them everything. ..
Best to you old chap.

When planning an arrangement of pictures on a gallery wall the outer dimensions may be whatever they turn out be as long as the spaces between artworks is the same.

A man may wear raggedy jeans and a ten year old tee one day and a blazer the next; if his nails are always trimmed and the design of his hair or the lack thereof is always the same his social life will excel.

When the architectural presence of a new building is wrong for the neighborhood it is wrong for itself until or unless the neighborhood adapts.

Lancelot was a free man, deterred by naught, encumbered by little, a seeker of truth who in truth and completely unknown to his otherwise bright, intelligent self, was actually looking for one safe place in a very dangerous world.

Like all free thinkers, the sculptor, the architect, the composer, the scientist, Lancelot continued on The Path remaining true to his quest for Truth, accumulating nothing, enjoying every sign of life and discovering at least one new thing every day of his planetary journey, until…

Lancelot discovered Camelot.

It was a beautiful spring day. The sun was warm, the birds were singing, and the wispy clouds added a touch of pastel pleasantness to it all.

Thinking this to be the repository for the truth he sought and inspired by the Love that he was discovering, Camelot appeared to Lancelot to be the goal which had been his for so very long.

“Yes”, said Lancelot “I want this”.

His acceptance however was an error of judgment. Yes, Camelot offered Knowledge and Camelot offered Love, but in order to be experienced, these Gifts Of The Present needed to be shared. He could remain in Camelot and share Love and absorb the Knowledge but this would be the end of his search. And such was his Revelation.

Camelot was a timeless worm hole which with every step forward revealed only sameness. Accustomed to enjoying the changes of The Path Lancelot’s Gift of the Present was devoid of stimuli; Lancelot needed change.

Camelot’s Present was no Gift. Lancelot was beginning to understand that the path he had taken which brought him to Camelot in the first place, need not stop at Camelot or at any other place; the Path was indeed where he needed to be and so Lancelot blinked three times and pressed forward.

Lancelot was once again a free man, deterred by naught, encumbered by little, a seeker of truth who in truth and somewhat more aware now, this reasonably intelligent man on the Path was no longer seeking one safe place in a dangerous world.

Like all free thinkers, the sculptor, the architect, the composer, the scientist, Lancelot re-embarked on his lifelong path of Truth, accumulating nothing, enjoying everything and discovering at least one new thing every day of his planetary journey.